It had been a glorious battle, but there was something unmistakably off about it. It had been a close battle, in fact he had brought many of the hated Aesir down himself, but the enemy's countenance was..wrong. As were those of his men frankly. Was even he himself affected by it? Hard to say, though he honestly didn't want to think he was weak-willed enough to fall under some haze.
Regardless of the battle, his mother was adamant in her desire to not allow this battle to turn into a larger war. To signify her commitment to peace, she had sent Kael, her heir, to oversee the negotiations. He stood in the Dark Elf encampment, awaiting the ambassador.
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